Playground…
I am making decisions every morning,
None of them comes along with any warning.
To go right or to go left which one is right?
Living in darkness or hoping to see light.
I made million decisions most of...

The bubble
I’m a bubble, bubble of air;
Deep in the ocean, fully aware.
Darkness my cover, cold and sad;
Covering my soul, making me mad.
Who deserves this much loneliness?
In the dark ocean of the emptiness.
Months have passed,...

As the first rays of the sun pierce through the clouds,
daylight accends upon the land laid in shrouds.
Warmth now greets all the corners of the small town,
earlier the mists had their task to wash down.
Fresh...

If there were no poetry...there would be people we would not know
People like William Shakespeare and Edger Allen Poe
If there were no poetry...What would Emily Dickinson be
Would she live in isolation or...